Onyx
It was sheer dumb luck that we had ended up back in the pack village. At first, I was so disoriented by our battle and the long chase that I didn’t realize what direction she was running. When I did, I simply stayed close enough behind her that she didn’t stop running. I knew that if I got her into the village, I would be able to keep her there.
She was strong, perhaps stronger than any witch I had ever faced in one on one combat. I doubted that she was even aware of the strength she held. If she was, she wouldn’t be so eager to run from the fight. It was good news for me, anyway. That bolt of magical energy hurt like hell.
I held the witch's hands behind her back tightly as I walked her through the village and toward my home.
My wolf was thrilled, but I kept it in check. I had no idea what I was going to do with her, if I was being honest. I knew, instinctively, that I couldn’t let her go.